The other party's reaction made Zhou Cheng even more secretly complain. With his understanding of Zheng Guobang for so many years, this person would never make mistakes so easily, causing his identity to be exposed. Now that it has become like this, there is only one reason, he did it on purpose.

The purpose of others to intercept themselves is naturally to seize the sword, but Zheng Guobang is different, he just wants to kill himself.

He is only in the Foundation Establishment Stage, and the other senior brothers are in the Dan-Cultivation Stage or even the Nascent Soul Stage, but he only has one sword and will not have his share at all.

At this time, the identity was revealed, and it seemed that the people who came with him were exposed, but in fact it hurt Zhou Cheng. In order to hide this secret, these disciples of Baiyun Sect had no choice but to kill people to silence them.

"Stop talking nonsense, get someone!" The disciple of the Nascent Soul stage, who was led, cursed angrily, raised his hand and slapped Zhou Cheng.

Zhou Zhike, who had been paying attention, said nothing, and activated his true energy to activate the oiling technique of the soles of his feet. His body turned into a rainbow light and turned around and ran away quickly.

The speed was so fast that it was indescribable. With a flash of rainbow light, there was no sign of people, which made Zheng Guobang and others stunned. Unexpectedly, the other party had such a skill and secretly called it bad in his heart.

Just a moment later, he heard a loud bang, but Zhou Cheng had already hit a big tree without hesitation, and fell to the ground and twitched all over his body in pain.

The rabbit is raised, and it is indeed not possible to use the turtle technique and the fox-fake-fake-powered technique. Zhou Cheng cursed in his heart. He was still scared of the damn adverse reactions of these deadly exercises and really didn't want to try it easily. After the last lesson, he decided to try to use as little as possible, and not use it if he could.

After all, if you think about it carefully, if there is only one adverse reaction to the exercise, it is actually not very painful.

At this time, he was instinctively using the oiling technique of escaping his feet, and he immediately hit the tree.

It hurts, life is important. Then use the Dead Wood Fengchun exercise. Zhou Cheng sighed in his heart, ready to escape with all his strength, but before he could stand up, he felt a palm wind whistling.

At this time, his spiritual consciousness, which had just activated the fox-figure power, became extremely sensitive, and immediately raised the rust sword and blocked it with the sword sheath.

With a bang, Zhou Cheng didn't move at all, and the attacker shook his hand in pain.

"Take a move quickly and don't let him run away again."

Someone said loudly, and as he spoke, he had already punched him.

At this time, Zhou Cheng's spiritual consciousness was keen and he clearly felt the punch, but his body's reaction speed was far from keeping up. He had no time to turn around to resist, so he could only bite his teeth and urged the turtle to squint his head and ate the punch.

Boom, with a loud noise, accompanied by a muffled groan, Zhou Cheng involuntarily rushed forward dozens of meters before stopping. Although the turtle squeezing his head made his defense amazing, the difference between the two was two great realms, and this palm still made his body churning and his injury was quite serious.

The attacker looked at his fist and looked at Zhou Cheng in surprise, looking puzzled.

His palm was already quite powerful. He thought he could knock down the other party with one palm, but he didn't expect that the other party not only held it up, but instead made his palm hurt.

Zhou Cheng stabilized his body in front of him, his breathing was disordered. Before he could breathe, he felt a long sword stabbing over. He was too late to draw the sword. He turned around and blocked it with his scabbard.

With a loud clang, the sword sheath did not even have a white seal. Instead, the long sword burst into a string of sparks, and even the sword edge broke a small gap.

Zhou Cheng was shocked. The target of this sword was his back. If he hadn't reacted quickly enough, he would have died at this moment. The person who saw clearly was Zheng Guobang.

With no contribution to one sword, Zheng Guobang did not give Zhou Cheng a breathing time and wanted to strike again.

But as soon as he made an action, he suddenly stretched out his hand and grabbed him and threw it out, knocking down a big tree before stopping. The person who took action stunned Zhou Cheng. He was actually the disciple of the Baiyun Sect in the Nascent Soul Stage.

"Senior Brother Gou, why?" Zheng Guobang stood up with his chest covering his chest. Although it was not a serious problem, it made him look puzzled.

Could it be that this person changed his mind? Zhou Cheng was also confused.

The Baiyun Sect disciple named Senior Brother Gou sneered: "Why? Ask yourself, I know you must have a grudge against him, but if you kill him, how can we get the method of using the sword? Without that method, even the jade butterfly Liu Xiaofei can't use it, let alone us."

Jade Butterfly Liu Xiaofei has been famous recently in the Five Mountains Shenzhou. Although this famous flower-picking thief has a very bad reputation, his strength has long been recognized by countless people. Although it is said that he is in the realm of the celestial fairy, it is said that when the Golden Immortal took action, he escaped without any damage.

In order to exaggerate the effect of the rust sword, Zheng Guobang once told these people about the situation of the Jade Butterfly Liu Xiaofei that day. Although Senior Brother Gou is confident that he is talented, he knows that he is far from being as good as the Jade Butterfly. Even he has no choice but to say nothing of himself. So these people have no intention of using weapons, they just want to use martial arts to capture Zhou Cheng before talking about it.

At this time, he saw that Zheng Guobang had a fatal move and wanted to kill Zhou Cheng, so he naturally became angry.

"This sword is extremely sharp, and even a level 4 monster will die if it is touched. Once he is asked to draw the sword, we are in danger." Zheng Guobang said loudly.

Senior Brother Gou snorted: "You don't have to worry about this, but it's just the foundation-building stage. So many of us join forces, so we can't draw our sword."

As soon as he finished speaking, he rushed towards Zhou Cheng. Someone had already taken over and entangled Zhou Cheng.

A cold light flashed in Zheng Guobang's eyes, but there was no other way.

"ah!"

Zhou Cheng roared over there, and had already activated his back to fight for the magical power, and his whole body's strength and true energy have increased several times. At this time, there is no need to care about so many things, either these people die or themselves die.

Unfortunately, my level is too low. Even if I have increased several times, I can only be as good as a disciple at the peak of the Killing Phala Stage.

Whether it is the Danhua Jinshi Art of Stone or the Jintang Art of Stone, they are just techniques to cultivate true qi. At this time, Zhou Cheng had no other techniques except the sword technique he learned in the mortal world.

Although he held a rust sword in his hand, what he was most afraid of was that someone was fighting with him in close combat, because his body skills were his disadvantages. As long as the other party did not fight him hard, a cultivator in the Killing Pharmacy stage could prevent him from making achievements.

It is precisely because of this that he could kill a level 4 monster, but he was suppressed by Liu Xiaofei, who was suppressed on the same day, and then he was knocked down after a meeting.

At this time, he had the will to fight desperately, but the eight people from Baiyun Sect didn't give him any chance.

With Zheng Guobang's detailed explanation, they already had a certain understanding of the rust sword and knew that they would never let it be unsheathed. At this time, they cooperated with each other, and the fists and feet did not cause fatal injuries to Zhou Cheng, nor did they not draw the sword at all. They could only resist and had no power to backhand.

After a moment, Zhou Cheng was already worried and was trapped in a small circle, and his struggle was getting smaller and smaller.
Chapter completed!